Hopelessly helpless
I have been incredibly busy these last few weeks, there have been highs and lows, at times I feel I can conquer all mountains, I am superwoman and at other times I feel like lying down on the ground in a crumpled heap, defeated and deflated.
Such is life.
The highs are all good, work related things. I have been busy with orders, new designs and booking craft fairs, I have felt strong and positive, a sense of achievement.
The lows are all impossibly beyond my control, there are family and legal matters that require attention, things that must follow a course, that are taking time and energy but resolution of one sort or another is in the near horizon at last.
And then the car wouldn't start. I gazed into the depths of the engine and had my own little emotional breakdown, a feeling that the end of the world was nigh, I wept for so much more than a non-starting car.
But I came in, breathed deeply, thanked heaven for telephones and helpful friends to take over the school run. I took out my camera and for a few minutes I focused on the little things, letting the anxieties blur into the background, focusing on tiny piles of calm.
I have been incredibly busy these last few weeks, there have been highs and lows, at times I feel I can conquer all mountains, I am superwoman and at other times I feel like lying down on the ground in a crumpled heap, defeated and deflated.
Such is life.
The highs are all good, work related things. I have been busy with orders, new designs and booking craft fairs, I have felt strong and positive, a sense of achievement.
The lows are all impossibly beyond my control, there are family and legal matters that require attention, things that must follow a course, that are taking time and energy but resolution of one sort or another is in the near horizon at last.
And then the car wouldn't start. I gazed into the depths of the engine and had my own little emotional breakdown, a feeling that the end of the world was nigh, I wept for so much more than a non-starting car.
But I came in, breathed deeply, thanked heaven for telephones and helpful friends to take over the school run. I took out my camera and for a few minutes I focused on the little things, letting the anxieties blur into the background, focusing on tiny piles of calm.
Comments
Buy armloads of daffodils and put them all over the house. Instant lift to the spirits.
Hope the serious stuff gets resolved soon. x
Glad work is going well, and I hope all the serious stuff sorts iteself out very soon.
Jo x
Sometimes it's good to lose it. And take pictures of buttons.
We cry for more than the crisis of the moment, sometimes, don't we?
Barb